Crimes of which a people is ashamed constitute its real history. The same is true of man.
JEAN GENETThe pimp has a grin, never a smile.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
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Solitude, as I understand it, does not signify an unhappy state, but rather secret royalty, profound incommunicability yet a more or less obscure knowledge of an invulnerable singularity.
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To achieve harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance.
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Prisons! Prisons! Prisons, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible since they are the crossroads of all the malediction in the world. One cannot commit evil in evil.
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On him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.
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Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
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The despondency that follows makes me feel somewhat like a shipwrecked man who spies a sail, sees himself saved, and suddenly remembers that the lens of his spyglass has a flaw, a blurred spot — the sail he has seen.
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There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts. The fragility and delicacy of the former are of the same nature as the brutal insensitivity of the latter.
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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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Beauty has no other origin than the singular wound, different in every case, hidden or visible, which each man bears within himself, which he preserves, and into which he withdraws when he would quit the world for a temporary but authentic solitude.
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Power may be at the end of a gun, but sometimes it’s also at the end of the shadow or the image of a gun.
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Anyone who’s never experienced the pleasure of betrayal doesn’t know what pleasure is.
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What I did not yet know so intensely was the hatred of the white American for the black, a hatred so deep that I wonder if every white man in this country, when he plants a tree, doesn’t see Negroes hanging from its branches.
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Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
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They spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.
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